However!
No matter how Wutan rushed forward, he could never close the distance between him and the man and woman!
Crack!
That castle.
The baby.
That square.
That towering ancient tree.
That man and woman, like a mirror, shattered in an instant!
"No!"
Wutan roared, looked up at the giant hand, and his eyes were filled with rage.
boom!
He leaped up and rushed towards the giant hand with an extremely terrifying momentum!
Approaching!
He punched out!
puff!
At the same time as the fist met the giant palm, in the real world, Wutan, who was sitting on the chair, suddenly shook his body and blood spurted out of his mouth!
"what happened?"
The little guy was startled and quickly put down the food and wine jug in his hands, and came in front of Wutan in a flash.
He immediately saw that Wutan’s face was as pale as paper, as if he had experienced a great battle and suffered severe injuries.
"I'm fine."
Wu Tian opened his eyes and shook his head.
Those eyes that were once full of life now became dim and lifeless.
"What's the matter?"
The little guy frowned.
It's already like this and he still says it's okay. Do you think he's an idiot
Wu Tian let out a long breath, wiped the blood from his mouth, and sighed: "Just now I used the fortune-telling technique to calculate my parents' fortune, but..."
Having said this, he could no longer speak.
In fact, there is no need to explain, because after hearing the first half of the sentence, the little guy knew what was going on.
He patted Wu Tian's shoulder and consoled him, "Don't worry. Sooner or later, you will find them. Before that, you still have me, Grandpa, Shi Shi, Han Er Huo and the others."
Wu Tian nodded.
Then, he shook his head and smiled, "Usually I'm the one who comforts you. I didn't expect that today I'd have to ask you to comfort me. I'm really not used to it."
"Tsk, when have you ever comforted me? Don't be shameless."
The little guy raised his middle finger in disdain, left Wutan behind, and continued to sweep the dining table.
Wutan poured a cup of tea and waved his hand. As a breeze blew by, the boiling hot tea began to emit wisps of cold air.
then.
He picked up the teacup, drank it in one gulp, and immediately felt a chill all over his body.
My restless heart quickly calmed down.
Sudden.
His heart moved, he looked at the little guy and said, "Give me a drop of your blood, I will try to see if I can tell your fate."
The little fellow said disdainfully, "Tsk, my fate is destined to surpass the God of Creation, so I don't need you to calculate it. Besides, you think I don't know that you want to use me as a guinea pig to study fortune-telling."
Wutan smiled awkwardly and looked at Lu Peng who was lying on the ground.
With his eyes flashing, he stood up and walked to Lu Peng, cut his skin, and took a drop of blood.
Then he returned to his chair, placed his hands on his chest, with the blood floating between his hands. Then he closed his eyes and pinched his fingers rapidly.
The drop of blood gradually melted.
A great hall then appeared in front of Wutan.
He stood in the hall, looking around in confusion.
The decoration of the hall is very simple and plain. Apart from a few chairs, there is almost nothing else to be found.
But on each of the four walls, there is a totem engraved.
They were four blood-red swords, as if they were cast from blood, with a pitch-black iron chain wrapped around the hilts of the swords.
Sudden.
Wutan turned around and looked behind him.
A middle-aged man in a purple robe walked into the hall and sat on the throne above, looking quite majestic.
Follow closely.
Dozens of people then entered the hall one after another and stood respectfully in front of the man in purple.
These people all have extraordinary temperaments, but their faces are obscured by mist, and their true appearances cannot be seen.
Wu Tian was puzzled.
He was calculating Lu Peng's fate, but why would he appear in such a place
He looked at the man in purple above him, and a hint of doubt gradually appeared in his eyes. Why does he look so familiar
Sudden.
He thought of it.
The man in purple is Lu Peng!
It’s just that the Lu Peng in reality looks like a young man, while the Lu Peng here looks middle-aged. There is a certain difference between them, so I couldn’t recognize him at first glance before.
Sudden.
He saw Lu Peng slap the armrest of the throne with an angry look on his face, as if he was saying something.
Now Wutan was stunned.
I can't hear any sound
When Lu Peng patted the armrest, no sound was made.
And if you think about it carefully, there were no footsteps when those people came in before.
Wutan frowned and walked into the crowd, only to find that he could not even hear his heartbeat or breathing!
what happened
Wu Tian was extremely confused.
But at this moment, the real Wutan suddenly felt dizzy, and the scene in front of him disappeared immediately.
He shook his head vigorously, but the dizziness did not go away!
Now Wu Tian was dumbfounded.
How did that happen
Does the art of fortune-telling have any side effects
But that’s not right!
When he calculated his fate before, the time was even longer than this, but why didn't this happen
After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out, so he gave up and closed his eyes to rest.
The art of fortune-telling was taught to him by his grandfather. The reason that he didn't know must be known by his grandfather. He could just ask his grandfather when he went to the Samsara City tomorrow.
However, Lu Peng's future is worth pondering.
Judging from the previous scenes, Lu Peng will definitely become a powerful figure in the future.
This was somewhat beyond his expectations.
In his eyes, the greatest ambition that Lu Peng, this dandy boy, could achieve in the future would be at most the owner of Zuimeng Tower in Luoyan City.
But the palace I saw before was obviously not Zuimenglou.
The sword totem on the wall also gave him a familiar feeling.
Where have you seen me before
After pondering for a while, he suddenly remembered the Blood Evil Order!
There is a sword totem on the Blood Evil Order, and there is also an iron chain wrapped around the hilt of the sword!
In other words, that hall is most likely the Blood Demon Hall!
Wutan was suddenly incredulous. Could it be that in the future, Lu Peng would be able to gain a place in the Blood Evil Palace
This doesn't seem possible no matter how you look at it!
It’s not that he underestimates Lu Peng, it’s because Lu Peng simply doesn’t have the ability.
Wutan pondered for a while and decided not to think about it anymore. What the future will be like? Let’s wait and see!
Time flies.
By the next morning, Wutan still felt dizzy and could hardly walk steadily when he stood up.
After a night of meditation, the little guy stood up and yawned.
When he saw Wu Tian looking listless, he asked in confusion, "Did you run out and steal last night when I wasn't paying attention?"
"You're the one who's going to steal."
Wutan glanced at him unhappily and was about to leave Accord.
But at this moment, He Lao appeared out of nowhere in the elegant pavilion, his old face full of anger.
Wu Tian and the other man looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion.
Who offended this old man
He Lao looked at the two of them, gnashing his teeth and saying, "I have a mission for you. Go and kill the deputy city lord for me."
"What?"
Wu Tian and the other man looked at each other.
The little guy looked at him strangely and said, "Old man, since you left yesterday, have you been asking about the deputy city lord's deeds?"
He Lao said angrily: "Is it not possible?"
The little guy pursed his lips and said, "What a waste of effort."
Wu Tian smiled faintly and said, "It's normal for others to go out and inquire if they don't believe us."
"Alright, alright, stop making sarcastic remarks. In one word, do you want to do this mission or not?" Old He said impatiently.
"You have such an attitude when asking someone to do something for you. If you want to kill someone, go ahead and kill them yourself." The little guy said unhappily.
"I am the strongest man in Hengyu. Wouldn't it be too embarrassing for me to kill a mere Tianzun myself?" Old He said angrily.
"That's your business." The little guy sneered.
Mr. He was so angry that he went mad.
Which old bastard raised such a jerk
When I get back to Samsara City, I will dig him out and give him a good lesson.
He took a few deep breaths to calm his anger, and said, "How about this, I will give you their Chaos Essence."
As he opened his mouth, he waved his hand, and a large pile of colorful divine crystals appeared in front of Wutan and the other man.
He Lao said: "There are two thousand in total, not one more, not one less."
The little guy's expression changed instantly, and he said with a smile: "Senior, why are you so polite? We are all family, and we should help each other."
Having said that, he was not polite at all. After he finished speaking, he directly put the two thousand Chaos Essences into the small treasury.
He patted his chest again and said righteously: "Senior, your business is my business. Killing the deputy city lord is easy, I will do it right away."
Then.
He disappeared in a flash.
Old He was stunned by what he saw.
Isn't it too fast to turn against each other
Wu Tian bowed and said, "Mr. He, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."
Old He turned his head and looked at him, silent. He just kept looking at him without saying a word.
"What's wrong?"
There is no sky without understanding.
"Birds of a feather."
After a long time, these words suddenly came out of He Lao's mouth, making Wutan smile bitterly.
“Boom boom!”
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
Wu Tian calmed himself down and said calmly, "Come in."
The door was pushed open, and Feng Tang and the owner of Zuimeng Tower walked in one after another.
Feng Tang bowed and said, "My lords, we can set off now."
Wu Tian nodded, looked at the owner of Zuimeng Tower, and said, "I don't want your Chaos Essence anymore. I will return your son to you directly, but you have to help me settle Feng Tang's family."
Old He's face twitched, he had already paid for the Chaos Essence, but he was actually using this as a condition of exchange.
They are indeed birds of a feather, shameless people.
But Feng Tang and the owner of Zuimeng Tower were very excited and grateful to Wutan.
The owner of Zuimeng Tower vowed: "Don't worry, sir, I will definitely take care of his family."
Wu Tian said: "Let's go!"
Wutan and He Lao walked side by side in front, Feng Tang walked behind, and the owner of Zuimenglou also saw them off after instructing his waiter to take good care of Lu Peng.
City Lord's Mansion.
When the group arrived at the City Lord's Mansion, the little guy was already waiting in front of the portal.
Next to them, the three women in red gathered together, and without exception, they all hated the little guy.
The Master of the Equipment Refining Pavilion, the Master of the Treasure Building, and the President of the Forbidden Masters Association were also standing by, but their eyes were filled with fear!
(End of this chapter)